Who Knew?

2011 was probably the best year of my life so far. Finding love, independence and a job in my profession of choice over such a short timespan will make you think that.

I don’t know if I have “writer’s block” so much as a reluctance to be honest. In no way do I need or want this space to transform into a LiveJournal, but I can’t seem to write about my current intellectual interests without tying them to personal experiences. A strong drive to push a head full of ideas into larger conversation is counteracted by overwhelming insecurity. I realize that I will never realize the former until I overcome the latter. Here’s to 2012 being maybe, possibly, finally the year I get over myself.